Chapter 103. Choking His Larynx

Mr. Norman and Aston, who are standing right in front of him, gasp in horror and turn as pale as a sheet when their eyes are drawn to the obvious palm print on the table.

They stagger backward, swallowing spittle lumps. As they look up to stare at Lucien, who is still as calm as ever, their hearts skip a beat and they immediately look away.

"Call the guards! Let them report here now!" Mr. Norman screams at the top of his lungs, looking as if he had just seen a ghost.

Lucien sneers. "If there is still a competent guard outside, I must have missed him because the ones I saw on my way here each had lost one of their hands and legs. So, who are you requesting for?"

Mr. Norman chuckles and rolls his eyes despite the fact that he is scared out of his wits. "You’re such a haughty punk who loves throwing his weight around! So you want to tell me that you alone defeated more than a hundred of my men in just a few minutes?"

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